The Poetical Works of Sydney Dobell With Introductory Notice and Memoir by John Nichol |
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SCENE VIII.
The Vacant Study.Through the open door the voice of Amy.
Amy.
Is there no hostel by the way of life?
My wayfare was from far as I can see;
As far my toil is hot and white before;
I stagger with my load, and halt midway,
And trembling turn beseeching eyes and vain
Backward and forward from my pitiless place.
The weary miles lie infinite beyond,
And each might be the future and the past.
I would lay down my burden lest I die.
Is there no hostel by the way of life?
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